[h2][center][b]Gillian[/b][/center][/h2]

Gillian dragged a body behind him as he skulked back towards the group, no small amount of gore coating his armor and hands. Say what one could about the benefits of having weaponized arms, clean up would forever be a chore. [color=00aeef]"If you've time to complain..."[/color] He said as he passed Fiora and Narciss, [color=00aeef]"You've the time to do something more useful. Like clearing a space out in a wagon to chain these folks in or securing the perimeter."[/color] It wasn't that he thought the two entirely wrong, and were the forces they were facing more dangerous he might agree. But as it stood, these bandits were hardly a threat. He was pretty sure the whole retinue could be asleep and the poor bastards they'd collected would still be all but helpless before them. 

It wasn't arrogance that made him think that either. While the bandits clearly had some rudimentary training, as was evidence by their formation and their crossbow men using alternating volleys, it was really hardly better than the average milita's level of competence. To an average citizen, it would make them a legitmate threat. To Knights, festooned in armor likely several times more expensive than the whole of a farmers house and with training to match? Yeah. Kind of a joke.

He hefted the body over his shoulder, leaving the two Ladys of the Whining Court to their own devices, casually strolling over to where Aria was currently putting the screws to another of their poor survivors. While he could appreciate her honesty, opening an interrogation with the promise of death (albeit painless) was not exactly the best way to encourage someone to talk. [color=00aeef]"You know..."[/color] He said cheerily to the taller knight, dumping the body with a wet thud next to the bandit. [color=00aeef]"Most folks start with an introduction."[/color] he added, flicking the remaining gore from his fingers to the ground. 

He kneels down beside his fellow knight, smiling calmly at their new captive. [color=00aeef]"You'll have to forgive the little lady here..."[/color] He said, taking a long second to chuckle at his own joke as if it actually amused him. [color=00aeef]"Nice to meet you friend, you can call me Gill. While I'd hate to take up more of your day than we've already have, I'd appreciate you answering her  questions. If it proves true, I can probably convince the Captain that you should just get some jail time."[/color]

It was a lie of course, both in the sense of him not really intending to speak with the captain if the little bastard did talk and it being doubtful of her agreeing. But considering the man just watched his entire troupe get slaughtered, it was a lie he'd be readily open to believing . [color=00aeef]"Oh and uh...I'd do so quickly...Our ginger friend here isn't really the patient type..."[/color] He gives a dramatic sigh, patting the bandit on the head like one would a child. [color=00aeef]"You know I used to have real arms before she came along? Barbarian that one I swear."[/color]

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